Song Qinghuan was pressing the acupuncture points on his ankles. Hearing this, he paused and asked, "Your Highness, are you still in Yange?"
"Yes." Texue lowered his head and lowered his voice a bit.
Without asking any more questions, Song Qinghuan knew that Xiao Wei and Yao Yuechan must have reconciled again.
There was just something unclear in her heart. Yao Yuechan has always been favored since she entered the house. Even if Xiao Wei was annoyed because of the things she did a few days ago, he still remembered her and finished things for her.
He even moved out Concubine Liu Guifei to restrain him.
But Yao Yuechan had such a big event in the palace yesterday, and when she was sent back, Xiao Wei was indifferent to what she was doing, and even showed an indifferent attitude?
Yao Yuechan played such a bitter trick today, and the two of them reconciled again?
The reason for this is unknown, but it is very puzzling.
Song Qinghuan lowered his eyes and asked again: "Which imperial doctor is here? What is the name of the young man who is going?"
Texue shook his head: "The boy who went there is Zhu Sheng, but no one in the imperial family recognizes him."
"I know." Song Qinghuan pressed the acupuncture points again and said, "Keep staring."
Texue stepped back in response, and Song Qinghuan was the only one in the room. The movements of pressing the acupuncture points with his hands slowed down, and a panic arose in his heart for no reason.
Xunmei grabbed the medicine, set up a small clay stove and cooked it on the porch.
Soon there was a bitter smell in the courtyard.
Before the medicine was ready, Song Qinghuan called Tuxue again: "I want to go out."
"Now? The girl's foot is still injured."
...
Xiao Wei guarded the gates of the Yiwang Palace tightly. Song Qinghuan disguised himself as a maid and followed Texue to ask the guards to check for a while before letting him out.
The two of them left the palace and only dared to breathe a sigh of relief when they turned the corner.
Song Qinghuan patted her heart and took two deep breaths, feeling even more uncomfortable.
Tuxue said: "Girl, you have an injury on your foot. We might as well hire a carriage and go back to the Marquis' Mansion."
"No need." Song Qinghuan walked forward, his pace much slower than before: "I have offended everyone in Xiao Wei, and we are all from Qianyunju. Since we came out of the palace, someone must be following us. If
Hiring a carriage would arouse suspicion."
"Then, the girl's feet..." Texue kept up with her steps and helped them with some worry.
"It's okay, it's just a few steps away, nothing." Song Qinghuan said calmly and did not dwell on this issue.
The master and the servant chose to walk along streets with many people, but nothing happened along the way. When they passed Liuzhu Street, they felt that there were even more people and the street was more crowded than before.
Texue supported Song Qinghuan and had people bump into her several times, which made her angry several times.
He said straight away: "What happened today? Why are there so many people here?"
Song Qinghuan was also confused and whispered to Taxue: "Let's be careful."
As soon as he finished speaking, someone bumped into him again. Without checking for a moment, his center of gravity became unstable and he leaned back, but something appeared in his hand for no reason.
Song Qinghuan's heart tightened and he didn't dare to say anything. When he stood firm, the person who hit him had long disappeared.
She looked around once and did not dare to say anything. She just pulled Ta Xue to move faster and faster.
After passing through Liuzhu Street and entering Jinyu Lane, Texue only showed his face to the concierge of the Song family and then dragged Song Qinghuan into the house.
Song Qinghuan found a safe place with familiarity, and then opened the object in his hand.
It's a raft, written in regular regular script with hairpin flowers, and it's hard to tell whose handwriting it is.
Texue realized that Song Qinghuan had such an object in his hand. He was shocked, but he didn't say a word and just turned around to have fun with her.
Song Qinghuan read the contents on the raft carefully and could only read eight simple words.
The situation changes, the situation within the situation.
Song Qinghuan's expression changed drastically, and he squeezed Xinfa fiercely into a ball.
Her mind was spinning rapidly, but it was still blank. After a while, she stuffed the raft into her arms and spat angrily in her heart: "The life of a wealthy family is really not what people live."
Texue didn't hear clearly and asked, "What did the girl say?"
Song Youyu was waiting for Song Qinghuan's reply and didn't go out.
Something happened to Song Qinghuan a few days ago, and he almost died, which made him feel a different kind of emotion in his heart. At this time, he went into the study and moved Feng Chen's books out.
When Song Qinghuan arrived, he was in a daze with a book. He saw her wearing a blue maid's clothes through the window and didn't recognize her. He just thought she was a little maid from some courtyard who had barged in casually.
Suddenly he raised his eyebrows and shouted angrily: "Which courtyard is it from?"
As soon as Song Qinghuan raised her head, she met his eyes that were exactly the same as her own, filled with anger.
She was slightly startled, and felt that this teenage boy carried an aura of violence that was inappropriate for his age.
But it also makes people feel at ease.
Song Youyu was stunned when he recognized Song Qinghuan. He did not expect that Song Qinghuan would come back to the Hou Mansion dressed like this.
He hurriedly walked out of the house, stopped when he reached the door, turned around awkwardly and sat back down again.
Song Qinghuan saw his discomfort in her eyes, and felt warm in her heart, dissipating the depression in her heart.
He didn't need anyone to wait on him, so he raised the curtain and entered the room by himself. He saw the books piled up on the desk at a glance. He relaxed his brows and added a bit of a smile: "You're not good at this. Why did you seal these up again?"
The stuff was moved out."
Song Youyu was not happy with Song Qinghuan. Without even raising his eyebrows, he picked up a book and flipped through it casually, saying sarcastically: "Isn't this what you want to see?"
Song Qinghuan was not angry and reached out to grab the book in his hand and put it on the desk: "You have never liked it, so there is no need to spend time on it. It doesn't matter whether it's right or wrong. I know your heart is like a mirror."
, there is no need to live against your will."
Song Youyu's eyes brightened, but the bright light dimmed immediately. He opened his mouth to say something, but couldn't.
Song Qinghuan returned to the Marquis Mansion quietly because of important matters. At the moment, he only asked, "What about the horses?"
...
A quarter of an hour later, in a private room on the second floor of a tavern on Dongyang Street, a man sat by the window, shaking the white jade wine cup in his hand. He saw the carriage with the Song family emblem passing down the street, and then he smiled and took the cup.
Drink all the wine in it.
Standing behind him was a delicate and beautiful girl. She put her jade hands on his shoulders and squeezed them with just the right amount of force. Seeing the smile on his lips, she couldn't help but say: "This eldest lady of the Song family is looking at you."
It's just ordinary, but the prince is so sure that she can understand the message he sent her?"
Xiao Ci picked up the wine flask and filled the empty wine cup, but his eyes fell on the carriage that was traveling far away.
After a long time, he smiled softly and said, "If she couldn't understand, I wouldn't have given her the message.
